But Justice, though her dome [doom] she doe prolong, Yet at the last she will her owne cause right. — Edmund Spenser
But Justice, though her dome [doom] she doe prolong,
Yet at the last she will her owne cause right.
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As withered weed through cruell winters tine,
That feeles the warmth of sunny beames reflection,
Liftes up his head, that did before decline
And gins to spread his leafe before the faire sunshine.
A monster, which the Blatant beast men call,
A dreadfull feend of gods and men ydrad.
Who will not mercie unto others show,
How can he mercy ever hope to have?
